“C’mon Brit, breath, you need to breathe!” She kept fanning her hand on her friend's face, trying to make her do as she asks.
The woman was starting to look pale, sweating as her face twisted in pain while she kept holding her stomach. They found her laying on the sofa, writhing in agony, as she tried to keep her voice down, still thinking to not scare Clark who was still oblivious of what was happening.
“Where the hell is Damien!” Brittany groaned, gritting her teeth as she balled her fist, squirming in pain while trying to do her breathing.
“He should be here any minute, so just focus on the task at hand here,” Chrystal was unable to think clearly at the moment seeing her best friend in so much pain and knowing how that felt before.
“Mommy, mommy, I want to help, I want to help too!”
